Disastrance

It all starts with getting late. Not that I got up late, far from it. As always, I had been awake since 2 AM going on to 5 AM. Got ready, a little too early to leave for work. Lay down for a while, slept off. Woke up with alarm bells in my head to see it is 10. Not that anyone would have a problem if I arrived late at work, generally reach late anyways. But these days I report to my big boss in Singapore and it being ahead of IST, he talks to me by 10:30, so had to reach before that.

Since I hadn't read the newspaper, decided to skim through it in the cab. Wrong decision no. 1.

The ipod generally goes in my pocket with the earphones where they belong, my ears. The wires were too entangled, so it went along with the newspaper in my right hand. Wrong decision no. 2.

I always try and carry the 60 Rs change on me or ask the cabbie at the start if he has change for a 100/-. Forgot to do both today, wrong decision no. 3.

Got too engrossed with the newspaper, and forgot to put on the music, wrong decision no. 4.

Reached office, realized there was no change, rushed inside, got it, came back out to pay it.

I always and always check the cab because my Iphone has this tendency to slip out for some reason. For some other unknown reason, didn't do it today. Wrong decision no. 5.

Just yesterday, precisely at 2:45 PM while traveling to Kings Circle, I thought one should always note down taxi numbers in case they forget something, meanwhile smirking about a couple of friends who had lost their phones in cabs and rickshaws. Didn't heed my own counsel the next day. Wrong decision no. 6.

Disaster strikes only on such momentous occasions. When you tend to not do those very things that you always do as routine and assume to do through the sub-conscious. A disastrance really.

I lost my Ipod. I feel like I lost a great friend, like I lost some kin. No, I lost a part of me really, a part of my identity. I lost the support of Messrs, Children of Bodom, Dire Straits, Pink Floyd, RPWL et al who have helped me through those depressing times.

Time to use the old shuffle and perhaps the Iphone itself. In the style of the castaway Tom Hanks, I name thee Bluesleek the Sympathizer and mourn your loss. May you serve some other master and perhaps kill him with a nice little electric shock or turn Kamikaze and die of an internal short circuit rather than submit to someone else!

- Mohsin

Blinderwall:

Definition (Mohsintionary) - The state of too many things lying pending & stacking up on top of each other like an Iron Wall.
Each task individually attainable fairly easily. But when placed in a heap, seemingly insurmountable, inertia inducing and blinding common sense or reason.

Vagaries

It seems two years of insomnia and more recently, the nights awake in the past week are catching up on me; I have slept more than 9 hours for two straight days. And this coming at the most crucial juncture of my professional, personal and academic life.
Sigh!

I relate animal sacrifice to Gods in the modern age to the human sacrifice atop the Aztec (or was it Mayan, no definitely think it was Aztec) pyramids in the medieval age.

When Stephen Fry was asked how and when he realized he was gay..."I suppose it all began when I came out of the womb. I looked back up at my mother and thought to myself, That's the last time I'm coming out of one of those."

Pissenstance - The mohsintionary describes it as the collusion of a multitude of pissing events happening in succession or close proximity to each other and furthering the destructive (pissing) effect than could have been caused by each such event in individuality.
Alternate - A happenstance may include positive or negative events. A pissenstance is exclusively for negative events.